Chapter 579 Sending Big Brother on His Way

After passing the deep mountains, there are still hundreds of miles to go from Qingzhou City.

Arriving at Qingzhou City is like stepping half-foot into the border of Qianxue State.

Qianxuezhou boundary has a strong academic style and is safer.

After that, if you find the Qiandao Sect based on the map, you can hold the sect order and worship the sect.

"Become a member of the sect..."

Mo Hua looked expectant.

Along the way, he was in a relaxed mood and walked briskly, following Boss Jiang and the others without any precautions.

Eat and drink by the way.

At night, he stayed in a dilapidated temple and abandoned house in the mountains. Mo Hua went to bed after eating, wrapped in his own blanket, and slept peacefully.

Boss Jiang and others were warming themselves up over the fire.

One person glanced at Mo Hua and sneered: "This kid has such a big heart, like a fool, he doesn't know anything..."

Boss Jiang gave him a stern look, "Watch your mouth!"

The man lowered his head after being scolded, but still muttered: "This little fool can't hear..."

Some people next to them shook their heads, "This kid looks quite smart, but he doesn't have any real intentions..."

"What's the point? You're so old, and you're like this, maybe you're not as good as him..."

"If he is really thoughtful, then what's the point?"

"Okay!" Boss Jiang frowned.

Everyone then shut up.

There was silence all around, and the bonfire was crackling.

The mountain wind was cold and cold at night, and everyone silently gathered around the fire, drinking wine to ward off the cold.

There were people standing guard outside, scanning with their spiritual consciousness from time to time, wary of any disturbance.

By midnight, it was getting quieter.

Mo Hua fell into a deeper sleep, occasionally smacking his lips, not knowing what he was eating in his dream.

A big man glanced at the ink painting and said to Mr. Jiang:

"It doesn't matter if this kid is a bit stupid. If you take him with you, you won't arouse any suspicion along the way."

Boss Jiang nodded slightly.

The big man thought for a while, then a layer of doubt appeared on his face, "Boss, can we have a smooth communication?"

Boss Jiang also frowned and lowered his voice very low, "We are the only ones left. If it doesn't work, it will work..."

The big man said: "But we..."

Boss Jiang glanced at Mo Hua out of the corner of his eye and saw that Mo Hua was sleeping soundly, so he said:

"It's dark under the lamp..."

"This time we had several groups of people. The strongest group, eight in the late stage of foundation building, equipped with evil-riding weapons and cultivating magic techniques, was discovered by Daotingsi. They were all slaughtered, and no one was left."

"The remaining teams were either captured by the Gu family or wanted by Daotingsi..."

"Now, Dao Tingsi, if you chase too closely, you might lose your life..."

The big man said angrily: "Damn Daotingsi!"

Then he was puzzled, "Daotingsi's gang of drunkards and ricebags are so overstaffed, why is it so difficult this time?"

Boss Jiang glanced at him, "If you can sneak into Daotingsi, how can you be a real 'wine bag and rice bag'? It's just that there is no benefit and you don't want to take action..."

"When the stakes are at stake and there is money to be made, they will become the real 'eagle dogs'..."

"The stakes in this transaction are very important. Daotingsi has both interests and benefits, so naturally he will do his best..."

The big man whispered: "Our group of people, in the early stage of foundation building, are no match for Daotingsi and the Gu family..."

Boss Jiang looked at him coldly, "You are in the early stage of Jindan, and you are no match for them."

The big man was speechless.

Boss Jiang sighed, "That's why we chose the second-level state boundary and went this way..."

"Fortunately, we are only in the early stages of foundation building. If our cultivation level is higher, it will be eye-catching. I am afraid we will be exposed halfway and be slaughtered by Dao Tingsi or the Gu family..."

The big man was still frightened.

Cultivating Taoism really depends on fate.

Sometimes, the higher the cultivation level, the better. On the contrary, the higher the cultivation level, the faster you may die...

"Boss, can we really... deliver it during this trip?"

Boss Jiang said in a deep voice: "Mr. Tu, everything is fine. As long as you listen to his words, there will be surprises along the way, but there will be no danger..."

The word "Mr. Tu" seems to carry a lot of weight.

The big man felt relieved a little.

Boss Jiang added: "After this transaction is completed, a large sum of spiritual stones will be earned. When the time comes, brothers will buy some elixirs and spiritual objects, and practice in seclusion. At least you can improve one or two realms."

"When the limelight passes, we will return to our old business..."

When the big man heard this, his eyes lit up and he just laughed and said:

"With so many spiritual stones, practicing in seclusion is too hard..."

Boss Jiang could see what he was thinking at a glance, kicked him, and scolded him: "Stop visiting the brothels, you are a worthless thing..."

The big man smiled apologetically, a little disapprovingly, glanced at the ink painting again, and asked:

"What about this kid? Sold together?"

Boss Jiang nodded, "I've thought about it. There are several junctions outside Qingzhou City. Once we get there, we can make as much money as we can..."

…

The two of them chatted, the night was too dark, and their tiredness was getting stronger, so they closed their eyes to rest.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Mo Hua, who was practicing the formation and eavesdropping on the "story", frowned.

"Several batches..."

"Mr. Tu..."

"Business and trade..."

It seems that there are more than one group of these human traffickers, and they are probably a large gang.

There are even demon cultivators inside...

I just don't know if the teams of demonic cultivators I met on the way are also in the business of "kidnapping and trafficking cultivators".

And "Mr. Tu"...

Who is this Mr. Tu?

"Calculate" whether it's a near miss or not?

How is it calculated?

Does he also know how to calculate the secrets of heaven? Or are there treasures like secret locks?

Mo Hua was a little confused and said:

"What should I do next?"

"Catch all these 'human traffickers' who abduct and sell monks?"

Mo Hua shook his head.

I am only in the early stages of foundation building, how can I have this ability...

Moreover, this is Qianzhou, not the second-grade Daheishan state boundary, where there are many high-level monks.

I have no power, no background, and no acquaintances, so no one can tell me the truth.

I'm not qualified to care about this kind of thing.

"Forget it, let's protect ourselves first..."

When approaching Qingzhou City, find an opportunity to sneak away.

The most urgent task is to join the sect.

This is the real thing, don't waste your time on other things.

At most, after arriving in Qingzhou City, you can report it to Daotingsi, and let Daotingsi worry about what happens next. He is just a little foundation-building monk and can't control that much...

But that "Mr. Tu" who is good at pinching and calculating can pay attention to it later...

Mo Hua memorized the words "Mr. Tu" and continued to practice the formation on the Taoist monument.

When he woke up the next day, Mo Hua followed the others and continued on his way.

After traveling for several more days, we were less than a hundred miles away from Qingzhou City.

Mo Hua felt that it was time for him to escape.

The sky is big and the earth is big, so the beginning is big.

I don't have time to play with them anymore.

But when he walked to a mountain forest and took a break, Boss Jiang suddenly took out an iron bracelet, handed it to the ink painting, and said coldly:

"Bring it with you."

Mo Hua was stunned, "What is this?"

"Don't worry about it, just take it with you."

Boss Jiang's tone was indifferent.

The other monks also looked at the ink paintings and smiled sinisterly.

Mo Hua was "scared" and said: "I...I won't bring..."

A big man sneered: "It's not up to you..."

"Aren't you... going to take me to find my master?"

Mo Hua murmured, and at the same time quietly let go of his consciousness, preparing to find a corner, take advantage of him and sneak away with the water step, and then use the concealment technique to blend into the grass.

The first-level concealment technique is slightly less effective.

But I was small, and it was enough to get rid of these people by using the grass to confuse my sight.

These traffickers didn't know Mo Hua's thoughts.

Boss Jiang smiled gently, but he looked hypocritical and smiled superficially:

"You put on this bracelet, and we will take you to find your master..."

"Really?"

Mo Hua had a simple look on his face, but he was secretly lucky, and his heels were slightly lifted.

Boss Jiang wanted to say something else, but suddenly a big man in the crowd sneered:

"Looking for Master?"

"Little fool!"

"Whoever is so idle will take you to find your master who died somewhere..."

It was quiet for a while.

The expression on Mo Hua's face gradually faded away, his eyes were slightly cold, and dark shadows appeared in his eyes.

However, these changes only lasted for a moment, and disappeared in an instant without anyone noticing.

Boss Jiang suddenly looked at the big man with eyes like swords.

The big man shut up angrily.

Boss Jiang looked at Mo Hua and said gently:

"Little brother, don't mind if they talk nonsense..."

"We are taking you to see your master."

"This bracelet is a spiritual weapon. It not only protects you, but also prevents you from getting lost. If we can't find you, you better bring it with you... This is for your own good..."

Boss Jiang's tone was gentle, but his eyes were cold and he could not refuse.

Mo Hua thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay!"

Mo Hua took the bracelet and put it on his white and tender wrist.

Boss Jiang was relieved and looking at the ink painting was like looking at a lamb.

"Let's go..."

Boss Jiang led the way. Everyone laughed sinisterly and followed him forward.

Mo Hua walked behind and looked at everyone silently, as if he were looking at a group of dead people.

…

The subsequent ink painting was uneventful.

Boss Jiang was a little surprised, but thinking that even with the iron bracelets on, the little monk couldn't figure out anything, he didn't care too much.

After walking for more than a hundred miles, we arrived at a restaurant in the evening.

This place is only a few dozen miles away from Qingzhou City.

This restaurant is open in the wild, with a thatched roof and wooden eaves. It is quite spacious, but there are no diners.

There was a fat waiter and a thin waiter in the restaurant. When they saw Mr. Jiang and others, they stared at each other and asked with a smile:

"Everyone, what do you want to eat?"

Boss Jiang said in a deep voice: "I won't eat."

The store owner asked: "What about accommodation?"

Jiang Laodaodao: "Can anyone live here?"

The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said:

"You can't live here as an adult, but you can live in a small one."

Boss Jiang nodded, "That's it. Let's serve some food and wine."

The store owner said: "Okay!"

The conversation between the two was a bit strange.

Mo Hua thought about it and realized that these people were in the same group.

This shop owner is also a human trafficker, lurking here in disguise, contacting monks like Boss Jiang, and selling young monks like himself.

Everyone sat down in the restaurant.

The store served wine and food, then toasted to Mr. Jiang and asked in a low voice:

"Is it done?"

Boss Jiang nodded.

The shopkeeper glanced at the ink painting and frowned:

"That's him? He's not the right age, right..."

Boss Jiang shook his head, "No, this is a bargain picked up along the way. It's an important 'goods'. How could he be allowed to follow..."

"...Don't worry, everything is fine..."

The store owner felt relieved and said, "That's good..."

Boss Jiang asked again: "When will they come?"

"An hour later..."

"Where are the people from the Gu family?"

"Out of the city..."

"Daotingsi..."

"Someone is watching. There are no lackeys within a radius of 10 to 20 miles..."

Boss Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Okay!"

The others also looked much more relaxed.

They had been living in the open air and were worried all the way. Now that this deal is finally going to be settled, they can earn enough spirit stones to live a good life for several years, or even more than ten years.

The store owner served wine and meat.

Everyone was hungry all the way, so they couldn't help but feast on it, but they drank more restrainedly.

At the last moment, they obviously didn't want to delay things.

Mo Hua also got a small bowl of spirit meat. He ate while thinking.

"One hour..."

"Who is coming?"

"If it's a golden elixir, I guess I can't get away. If it's a foundation building, it will be more troublesome once there are more people..."

"It seems that we should make plans early..."

Mo Hua took a bite of the meat, then threw the bowl, frowned and said, "It tastes so bad..."

The other cultivators looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

"Little boy, what are you arguing about?"

Mo Hua said, "The meat is too unpalatable, it's too badly cooked, it's not as good as mine..."

The fat shopkeeper was furious, "What nonsense, this is my ancestral craft!"

Mo Hua said disdainfully, "Then your ancestors weren't that great either..."

"You..."

The fat shopkeeper was so angry that his face turned red. Boss Jiang held him down and signaled him to calm down, "Why bother with a child..."

At this time, it's better to have less trouble than more.

Boss Jiang looked at Mo Hua, "If it doesn't suit your taste, just cook it yourself."

Anyway, it's the last meal, so it's okay to let this child follow his own wishes and eat something delicious.

Boss Jiang said silently in his heart.

Mo Hua said happily, "Okay!" Then he got up and went to the kitchen.

Boss Jiang looked at Mo Hua silently.

The kitchen was inside the restaurant, and it was closed everywhere. Mo Hua was still wearing an iron bracelet, so he couldn't run away anyway, not to mention that there were more than ten people watching him.

However, in order to avoid any problems, Boss Jiang ate meat and drank wine while releasing a trace of spiritual consciousness to pay attention to the movements in the back kitchen.

Mo Hua was really stewing meat.

The ingredients in this restaurant were all spiritual meat. There were fewer varieties, but the meat was of good quality.

Obviously, this group of people were doing unscrupulous things, but they lived a life of luxury.

Spiritual meat was very expensive. Mo Hua didn't eat much on weekdays and was reluctant to eat it, but now there was no need to be polite...

Mo Hua picked some good meat and put it in the pot to cook, and then according to the recipe taught by his mother, he controlled the heat and added spices to stew the flavor of the meat and blend it with the flavor of the spices...

Mo Hua also noticed the spying of Boss Jiang's spiritual consciousness.

But it would be strange if his spiritual consciousness with this strength could keep an eye on him.

After Mo Hua adjusted the seasoning, he turned down the heat and stewed it slowly.

Then he took out a few bottles of spiritual ink from the "Na Zi Ring".

His storage bag was "confiscated" by Boss Jiang, who said that he would keep it for him temporarily.

Mo Hua didn't care.

He put all the key things in the "Na Zi Ring" given to him by his master. This Na Zi Ring cannot be seen by others and is very safe.

Now, he has to take off the iron bracelet on his wrist first.

Mo Hua took out the spiritual ink, and then pointed his finger, and controlled the ink with his spiritual consciousness, condensing the array pattern on the bracelet, and unlocked the iron bracelet locked on his hand.

This iron bracelet has the effect of suppressing spirits and tracking.

Dao Tingsi also has similar spiritual tools, which are used to lock up criminals.

The trouble with this iron bracelet is that there is an array drawn on it.

But the good thing is that there is an array drawn on it.

For Mo Hua, as long as it is a problem with the array, it is not a problem.

That's why he wore the iron bracelet honestly at that time.

"It's a bit "showing off one's skills in front of an expert" to want to trap me with this array..."

Mo Hua snorted softly in his heart.

The formation on the iron bracelet was dissolved and lost its effect.

After that, it was time to get down to business...

Mo Hua's eyes lit up slightly, and a shadow appeared. His pupils were dark, and the incarnation of his mind in the sea of ​​consciousness was also covered with a strange "Taoist robe".

His mind poured out like a tide.

And the spiritual ink also floated from the bottle, condensed into a line, fell to the ground, and melted into the soil, like a filament, and like a blood snake, secretly, winding, crawling out layer by layer...

The sky gradually darkened and the dusk was dim.

Everyone didn't know that there was something terrible, winding on the ground, like a spider weaving a web, connecting layer by layer, and building step by step...

...

The spiritual meat was delicate and didn't take long to cook.

Soon, Mo Hua cooked the meat.

He put it in a bowl as big as his face and took it outside. He ate the meat and drank the soup by himself, enjoying it very much.

Others watched him silently.

They were surprised that this kid could really cook, and at the same time, they were a little surprised that the food this kid cooked seemed to smell good.

But they didn't bother Mo Hua.

It seemed that no matter how good Mo Hua's meal was, it was still a bowl of "last meal".

The child who was sold, no one knew who the buyer was, and what he was bought for...

Maybe he was raised, or used as a slave, or used to make pills, talismans, or tools...

It was hard to say whether he was alive or dead.

So it was no problem to call it "last meal".

Mo Hua finished a big bowl of meat, his belly was full, and after drinking the soup, his body was warm.

He poured another glass of wine from the table, held it in both hands, walked to Boss Jiang, and toasted Boss Jiang.

Boss Jiang was a little surprised.

Mo Hua held the wine bowl and said seriously:

"Thank you all for your care along the way. I toast you all and send you off!"

Mo Hua picked up the wine bowl and drank it all.

Boss Jiang laughed, but sneered in his heart, but still picked up the wine bowl, but halfway through the drink, he suddenly realized that Mo Hua's words were wrong...

Send you off?

What road?

Boss Jiang was stunned.

But Mo Hua took advantage of his toast to attract everyone's attention, quietly shattered a bag of spirit stones, and activated the formation with his mind.

The spiritual power fluctuations spread.

Boss Jiang knew something was wrong, his eyes were stern, and he looked at Mo Hua fiercely.

He stretched out his big hand and wanted to catch Mo Hua, but Mo Hua was suddenly wrapped in a ball of water mist, invisible and erratic.

Boss Jiang grabbed it, and it seemed like he grabbed a ball of mist, which was hazy and empty.

When he looked again, Mo Hua had already floated away and stood in the corner.

As graceful as a startled wild goose, his body was like flowing water, both real and illusory.

"What kind of body movement is this?!"

Boss Jiang was shocked and wanted to chase again, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of it and his eyes twitched.

At some point, dense, profound, bright red lines suddenly appeared on the ground. Against the twilight, the red was dazzling, and spiritual power flowed between them, like flowing magma, wrapping all of them in it!

"Killing array?!!"

Boss Jiang's heart trembled, and his eyes were horrified.

Regarding the update...

Although it is updated once a day, the number of words is actually about the same as two updates a day.

Because I don't want to break the chapter, I won't divide it.

When writing a long article, I will become more and more tired and anxious, so I can only adjust slowly, and I can't write too hard and write myself numb.

The premise of adjusting the pace of updates is that I can ensure that I can finish writing this book according to the outline.

Energy is limited and cannot be overdrawn.

When I am in a good mood and in a good state, I will add more.

Some book friends think that I write slowly, and I am also very sad, but I really can't write fast...

If you really think it is too slow, I can only bear the pain with tears and advise everyone to take care of it first~

I am very sorry (shame.jpg).